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In childhood he was stricken with polio which left him crippled for life He was always aided by crutches or cane, and it seemed he would always have strife. With his body so frail and mostly in pain He could hardly ever go to school So at home he was taught the three basic "R"s and he lived by the Golden Rule But his mind was eager, hungry and bright and he fed it by reading books And as a young man he was truly blessed with handsome "Clark Gable" looks. He worked hard at anything he could and sometimes the hours were long. Though limited he was, he never gave up for honest work seemed to make him strong. There were times he got looks of pity, some with a tear in their eye. But he would just smile and go on his way Proudly holding his head high. He may have been lacking in stature But his ability he was never in doubt He would always provide for his family and never need to take a handout. |
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He was always helping his fellowman "others less fortunate" he would say. No awards was he given, but he didn't mind For it just wasn't his way. He was no politician, he gave no great speeches But what wonderful stories he could tell and no matter how bad things seemed to get He always got up when he fell. He could never be in Olympic games For you see he could not run and tennis or golf he could never play so trophies he never won. He was never a soldier hero no medals did he wear But he loved his country just as much and tried to do his share. A real champion was this man with a cane He gave of himself so unselfishly His life he devoted to God, family and friends and a champion he will always be. |
| ODE TO MY FATHER |
| Arnold Blake Robinson July 28, 1920 - April 5, 1979 |
| A REAL CHAMPION |
| This poem describes the kind of man my father was. He was my best friend, and a friend to everyone he knew. He had health problems from the time he was one year old, and he could have easily given up and taken charity, welfare, or disability compensation. He never felt he had to do that and always had a job and provided for us. My mother never had to work while we were growing up. I know my father is in Heaven watching over us. |
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| Check out "Ode to My Mother" |
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